Today has been....difficult. It started out great ~ wonderful even. I was getting to do some things with my kids that we've been planning for a long time. Everyone was in good moods and high spirits and the sun was shining and it was all just...great. We did have fun. So there was good in this day.
But then we were nearly in a head on collision coming back home. I honestly don't know how we are still here. It's simply by the grace of God. Someone was driving on the wrong side of the road at full speed on a road full of sharp, blind curves. We turned a bend in the road and *bam* there he was, directly in front of us. I couldn't do one single thing to get out of the way because there simply wasn't any time to react or think or....anything.
So. We got back home. All in one piece. We were shaken but thankful.
Then this evening some life stresses reared their heads. I don't talk about it much here but have mentioned a few times that my daughter has some health problems. More than one. More than her share. She is doing...ok. She is stable. But she is at a point in life where she sees everyone else her age getting jobs and going places and doing things and standing at the precipice of big plans. And her life...just doesn't follow that same time line. She gets frustrated and sad....rightfully so. It breaks my heart because I can't make it better. And that's what we always want to do as moms isn't it? Make it better. And I can't and I never will be able to. That is so hard. I can't protect her from her feelings about her situation because they are real and valid and she has every right to them. All we can do is support her through them and assure her that we are here with her and for her, every step of the way. We do our best. We try hard.
But some days....it just hurts and it's hard to keep the tears at bay.